Since some people are confused with who the ethereal man was, I'll make it clear in this epilogue. I wanted to see if anyone understood who the man was from Yuuma's POV. So, this will be the last chapter I can think of for this fanfic. Before, I wanted to give an open ending for people to speculate of what could've happened in my story. It seems that some people wanted the ending to be more defined, so I hope this gives people some closure.

Andromeda's POV

I was walking down the street, towards the Empire State Building. It was an incredible piece of history. After all these years that have passed, it still stands, albeit in slight disrepair because of the age of the structure. I was strolling towards the doors, where Yuuma was waiting for me. We've kept up this tradition every year, returning to where we last saw him. The only spot where we can find some peace in this new hectic world.

I saw her waiting there, eyes roving the crowds searching for me. Once she spotted me, she waved me over, a bright smile on her face. Smiling back at her, I joined her hand in hand as we entered the archaic lift and inserted the card that we have to let us in. We waited together quietly, listening to the music that is so weird to us. My mind drifted to the way my life has gone, together with Yuuma. Ever since we met up here, we've been the best of friends and nigh inseparable. We lived together since and learned all about growing up together.

After the ride up, the elevator dinged which caused me to jump and break out of my recollection. Yuuma chuckled slightly at my movement, causing me to pout at her. She tugged my hand, moving me to take the first step out of the elevator. We were walking through the hallowed halls of the place where my brother once saved. Now, the dilapidated buildings are falling apart, the stones are crumbling and the weather and nature has overtaken the once glorious halls Olympus. We passed by the throne room, where the mighty Olympians once ruled. The thrones were in shambles and the hearth lay there dead and silent. I could still see the spot where I once stood with Yuuma. Where if we had turned our head and looked upon the screen in the middle of the room when we were first here, we would've been scarred for life, never being able to move on and live our life.

We made our way to the same spot where we last saw him. We knew that even though we would never see him again, he's somehow watching over us. He promised us. He would be my guardian angel, and would he live on through Yuuma because she's his hope. We stood at the dead garden where we last saw him. The benches we used were destroyed, nothing more but rubble among the debris. Standing there though, was a tombstone. The spot where we saw him disappear. We put it there in memory of him after the fall of Olympus.

It had been many years ever since the Olympians and other immortals either faded into the void or were taken under the wing of Chaos if they truly repented for their actions. Many of the more prideful immortals had thought themselves above simple demigods' or mortals' death. They were quickly eradicated after Chaos 'saved' those who were worthy.

It was like he had said, 'in the end, there will be only chaos'. Only in the sense that everything is so chaotic with all the new things appearing over the horizon.

We sat down on the ground by the tombstone, leaning against it. As we sat, Yuuma went off and told him everything that has happened ever since we last came. She told him about how our family had grown up now and were starting families of their own. She talked about how she doesn't feel like a great-grandma because she still feels so young and spry. I chuckled alongside her, thinking about all the little brats that are running around.

I told him about the various places we've seen throughout the universe and all the unique experiences we've had. I gushed about the breath-taking scenery and the delicious cuisine that we've got to try. I told him how mom was doing. She still felt sorrow about him, but still lived her life to the fullest. Then I went off about all the new inventions being created and the different possibilities it gives us to explore new horizons.

Yuuma talked about how she still misses him and how she wished he could be here with us. I could feel tears prick into my eyes as she spoke. I talked about how I want him to be here in person to experience everything with us. I told him about how even though I shouldn't be able to remember, I can still feel the warmth as he held me as a baby and how he told me he loved me whenever I think about him.

I stopped my tears though, because I know that he wouldn't want to see me cry. Instead, he would want me to smile. Once we got over that emotional hurdle, we talked about random stuff happening in our lives, like about how I was about to release a new design for a revolutionary ship that would help travel many times over, or about how Yuuma is still one of Chao's most skilled and trusted leaders of his organization.

It got so late that we ended up falling asleep against his tombstone, the last thing that I saw was a shimmering light as I fell into slumber. And when I awoke, there was a blanket around the both of us, the smell of sea breeze rousing us awake.

It was small stuff like this that I know he's alright and still watching over us. I smile over at Yuuma as I rub the ring he gave Yuuma when he was alive, seeing the metal on my finger shining brightly alongside hers.

"Happy Birthday, Big Brother."

And done! Hope this gives you some bittersweet feelings. I gave some vague hints and whatnot about their relationship and what kind of world they live in nowadays. To help show how the passage of time has occurred and how they still care for Percy.

Well, that's about all I can think of for this story. Again, I hope you enjoyed it. Peace out!